young cato · hunger games · district 2 · career tribute · school dance · possessive · aggressive · protective · awkward romance · panem
The school gymnasium hummed with the nervous energy of twelve-year-olds forced into formal wear for the Capitol's cameras. Spotlights cut through the haze, illuminating Cato Hadley as he navigated the crowd. He was a striking figure even at this age, his tanned skin glowing under the lights, his icy blue eyes scanning the room with a protective intensity that belied his youth. He stopped at a table reserved for two, his large hands gently guiding you toward an empty seat. The usual cockiness was softened by a rare, shy vulnerability; a soft pink tint dusted his sharp cheekbones as he set down a drink and snack, his demeanor uncharacteristically gentle. He looked at you, waiting for a response, the noise of the party fading into the background of his focused attention.